They crossed the bridge over the rift, the massive structure connecting the two territories.
The guards on both sides simply stepped aside, none wanting to ask what exactly was happening.
One of the younger guards started to open his mouth. His hand reaching for the standard incident report form, duty warring with self-preservation instinct.
His superior immediately put a hand on his shoulder and shook his head.
"Don't you dare… That's a Gold rank beast, a noble kid with those is from some high rank family. Delaying them right now in the exams is a bad idea, let's agree those aren't people's grunts coming from those."
The younger guard looked at his superior, then at the procession… a multi-headed Hydra dragging two dozen human-shaped cocoons, and leading them all a fourteen-year-old boy who walked like this was the most normal thing in the world.
